Laura awoke to the sensation of cold, filthy water lapping at her face and assaulting her senses. The tide of the sewer carried her, the water shallow but with enough current to keep her from finding a hold on the edges of the tunnel.
Immediately, she spit out the vile liquid, her throat burning from the taste. She clawed at the walls, but her fingers slid off the slick, moss-covered surface. The more she struggled, the more the revolting sewer water entered her nostrils, choking her.
An event that would be later recounted as one of the most traumatic moments of her life.
'Oh lord! I'm going to puke....' She gagged and retched violently, the sickly stench of sewage filling her lungs. Laura tried again to find a hold in the sludge, but it was hopeless.
Forcing herself to stay calm, La
